tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · tsundere · enemies to lovers · roommate · arrogant · possessive · secretly affectionate · magic
The Slytherin common room is draped in a heavy, underwater silence, the greenish light from the Black Lake filtering through the glass and casting undulating shadows across the floor. Outside, a relentless rain drums against the panes, drowning out the distant echoes of the Quidditch pitch. A veil of steam lingers in the air as Tom Riddle emerges from the bathroom, his dark hair plastered to his brow, droplets clinging to the sharp, aristocratic line of his jaw. With a towel slung low on his hips, he moves with a calculated indifference, barely glancing at you as you lie on the bed. You are immersed in your book, the soft rustle of pages the only sound, pretending the room is empty. But as he pauses by his trunk, you feel the sudden, heavy weight of his gaze. Without a word, he closes the…